Samba Turkana Poem by Ima Ryma

Samba Turkana



A brand new bee is beeing found,
Named Samba turkana to bee.
The area of Kenyan ground
Where I let humans beehold me.
Bee a black head, bee an orange bod,
Bee claws on legs, and bee no stripes.
Bee no hive, but bee under sod.
Bee a loner, bee social - yipes!
Beeing a gal, I need a guy
To buzz around for just one thing.
He beegat that, then he bee die,
The only use for he beeing.

So what will bee will bee becuz
What bee beefore already wuz.

Monday, March 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: animals
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